Chapter 402: Only the Dead Don't Speak

Does this mean that water and fire are never compatible?

It shows that Flame Hall rose amidst extreme struggle!

Mo Nanjue put down his pen and propped his chin with one hand, a vague feeling that the three characters of Flame Hall meant far more than it seemed.

The man's dark pupils stared intently at the characters on the paper, the person on the other end of the line tentatively called out, "Young Master, are you still there?"

"Where has Lie Yan shown up?"

"Replying to the Young Master, to this day, no one has ever seen him."

"No, it's not that nobody has seen him," Mo Nanjue's alluring eyes narrowed, "it should be that everyone who has seen him is dead."

"Young Master, you mean to say..."

"I've told you long ago that only the dead won't talk."

"Yes, Young Master, please forgive your subordinate's obtuseness."